Saturday, 31 October 2015

Imran Khan gets divorced - Again !!

The news of Imran Khan's divorce from his second wife Reham Khan came as a shock yesterday. They had got married in Jan this year and it has now ended abruptly within 10 months.


There are lot of stories circulating regarding the reasons for the divorce. One of the main one is, Reham's political ambitions which Imran disapproved of. But I think that cannot be the main reason, it must be something deeply personal. Anyway it is all over and Imran is back to his bachelor status.

It is unfair to judge people you don't really know, but it appeared that Reham was quite publicity hungry and full of herself. But then Imran must have known this before marrying her. In her talk shows she appeared to be boastful and a bit annoying. But there must have been issues Reham had with Imran as well.

Anyway a rather sad end. I predict Imran will get married again in the next couple of years and to a lady chosen her sisters !!

Ammar & me watched 'The Bridge on the River Kwai' yesterday, the epic David Lean movie.


Sunday, 25 October 2015

Movies

Ammar has his half terms (1 week off from school).
We watched 2 movies today .....

The King's Speech
Jodha Akbar

Ammar loved 'Jodha Akbar' and also found 'The King's Speech' rather interesting. Colin Firth's acting in this movie is fabulous.



Thursday, 22 October 2015

Sehwag : Part Sublime, Part Ridiculous, Simply Unforgettable





Virender Sehwag has bid adieu to International cricket a few days back. Like the man himself, the announcement came abruptly. No press conference, no farewell match, no fuss. The media (including social media) is full of articles on him. There is a glut of Sehwag nostalgia all around. It feels as if cricket fans are realizing that maybe they were guilty of never fully grasping the worth of his achievements while he was around. Perhaps he was not taken as seriously as he should have been. Partly it was due to the fact that Sehwag never took himself very seriously. He batted with an air of nonchalance. He didn’t show too much emotion whether he scored a triple hundred or a first ball duck, whether he got the captaincy or not. Also, he had to share the limelight with the other batting giants of his time, Sachin & Dravid and to a lesser extent with Ganguly and Laxman.

In the last 2 years of his Test career, when he lost form and was frequently seen throwing his wicket away when the team was in the middle of its worst run of losses, the Indian Cricket fan became somewhat disillusioned with him.  It appeared as if he doesn’t really care. But we forgot that he was always like that. It is just that those shots which used to thrill us, were not coming off anymore. In IPL also it was mostly hit and miss except for one vintage hundred. That was our last memory of Sehwag till his announcement that he is hanging his boots. All of a sudden it dawned on us that we will never again witness another Sehwag special.



Now that it is all over, we can do a dispassionate analysis of his place in Indian Cricket and Cricket in general.

Let me start by saying that when the history of Cricket is written (say) fifty years from now, Sehwag ‘s name will figure in it. Mind you, many batsmen who have scored far more runs than him, have more centuries than him, have better averages than him, maynot be there. But Sehwag will be there. This is for the simple reason that he completely redefined the role of a Test opener. The wisdom distilled over more than 100 years of Test cricket said that the requirements for a good Test opener are –

       Solid Technique
 Ability to build an innings
 Ability to leave balls outside off stump
 Be watchful in the beginning of the innings.
 Ability to patiently gauge the bounce and movement before playing shots
 Ability to blunt the bowling attack, Bat till the shine is gone even if few runs are scored
 Cut out the risky shots as the more shots you play the less chance of staying at the wicket longer



These were the time tested requisites for a good Test opener. For more than 100 years any opener not conforming to these met with little success. The epitome of these principles of batsmanship were Sunil Gavaskar and Geoffery Boycott.

Sehwag’s style and approach made a mockery of these principles. But amazingly he frequently racked up 150 plus scores, many double hundreds and became the first and only Indian triple centurion.  He actually has 2 triple hundreds in Tests. He has 4 scores of 250 plus in Tests. The only other man to do this is Sir Don (Bradman). He played shots from the first ball and was in the fourth gear from the start. And his pace never slowed whether he was in the 90’s, 190’s or 290’s. In fact most often he brought up his hundred, double hundred or triple hundred with a premeditated six.
This was all the more remarkable because when he was a teenager learning to bat, the ‘Gavaskar School of Batsmanship’ was firmly established in India. There were an array of players who took inspiration from Gavaskar (and rightly so), but he was not influenced at all and never felt the need to change his approach.

Hence like Adam Gilchrist, who redefined the role of a wicketkeeper batsman, his place is cricket history is secure.


It is quite an achievement for someone who never saw himself as a Test player at the start of his career. He would have been happy just to cement his place in the ODI team. In fact when I saw him in his first few ODI innings, I thought he didn’t have the temperament and technique for an ODI opener. He had a slam bang style and played too many shots. One has to give credit to Sourav Ganguly that he had the vision to see him as a Test player. It was a stroke of genius. Sehwag sealed it with a hundred on debut, that too in tough batting conditions in South Africa. For this Sehwag is eternally grateful to Ganguly. It won’t be wrong to say that, had there been no Ganguly, there would have been no Sehwag, the Test player.

His complete disregard for records and statistics was also a breath of fresh air. Personal milestones were such high priority for most Indian players that they would slow down in the 90’s, even in slog overs in ODI’s. This would cost India the match many times. This practice had become so firmly entrenched that the cricket fans actually pardoned the players for this selfish approach. Sehwag changed all that. The most famous example of this was his dismissal for 195 on Day 1 of the Sydney Test in 2004 while trying to hit a six. Boycott and Shastri were in the commentary box. Sir Geoffery was aghast, ‘He just threw away the chance of getting into the record books. Just imagine getting a double hundred on the first day of a Sydney Test. I just don’t get this’. Shastri replied, ‘He is Sehwag, not you, Sir Geoffery!! That’s how he plays and that’s how he got to 195 in the first place!’.
It was this bravado and gay abandon which thrilled the whole country and sometimes also led to complete despair.


Sehwag in full flow was a sublime experience. He reminded one of Viv Richards. This is high praise indeed. It is somewhat like the great Don (Bradman) telling Sachin that his batting reminded him of himself.

But on the flip side when it didn’t come off, Sehwag could look absolutely ridiculous as well. I remember in the disastrous England tour of 2011, when the team really needed him to contribute he got a King Pair in one of the Tests, playing outrageous shots. In the last couple of years of his Test career, the ‘sublime’ became less and less and the ‘ridiculous’ was on display more often.
Also sad was the fact that he didn’t give top priority to fitness. At just 33 or 34 years of age when most modern batsmen are at their peak, his reflexes were becoming visibly slower. His batting technique with which he created magic was based on his hand and eye coordination. He hardly bothered to move his feet too much. Once his reflexes slowed down, this directly impacted his shot making. Still he didn’t change anything in his technique or approach to adjust to this.  The big scores were becoming few and far between.  A streaky 20 or 30 became the norm. He just could not reverse the slide.


His batting was based on pure simplicity , ‘See it, hit it’. He was never one to overanalyze his technique or adapt to different situations like say a Dravid or a Tendulkar would do. As long as the eye and the body supported him, he continued to reel off those big hundreds at unbelievable pace. But once the reflexes slowed, it became clear that he was on a downward spiral. Hence the decision to retire at 37 is all the more wise. Clearly there was no way back to those heady days. Prolonging it would have been painful for him as well as for his legion of fans. 

One frequently wondered what he would have done if only he thought more about his batting, made some changes to his approach later in his career, cared more for the records. But then, he would not have been the Sehwag we know, he would never have played those audacious shots. He would not have been the joy to behold. The key to enjoying Sehwag was to accept the sublime with the ridiculous. I must admit while he was playing I struggled to do this. And I am sure many other cricket fans too did the same. Hence the outpouring of nostalgia now that he has called it a day.

On his day, he treated Dale Steyn, Murali, Shoaib Akhtar, James Anderson, Warne and most top bowlers of his era with utter disdain. And there were many many such days that we have enjoyed thoroughly. For the sheer pleasure he has given cricket fans the world over, he is a hard act to follow. It is difficult to imagine a greater match winner for India in Tests in the last 15 years.

One can say this with complete certainty, there will never be another ‘Nawab of Najafgarh’.

Sunday, 18 October 2015

Rugby Festival

Ammar had Rugby Festival in his school yesterday.....and his house GWYN won it......








Monday, 12 October 2015

Our Dream for Ammar


He is full of hope and happiness.
An optimist at heart.
A positive person.
Full of self confidence and poise.
A good sense of humour.
A sensitive and compassionate person.

A good human being and a good Muslim. Someone with a very strong Imaan.
He is physically fit and in very good health.

He has 4-5 very close and trusted friends. He is a very good friend himself.

He thinks and aims big. He follows his dream and passion.

He is very close to Farah & myself.
He consider me his mentor and friend. Someone he can trust and turn to advise anytime.

Though modern in thought, he is rooted on our Muslim and Indian culture.

He is a fighter and never gives up till he achieves what he is aiming for.

He is a valuable member of the society and is widely respected for his achievements and humane qualities.

A great combination of modern & traditional.

People feel attracted to him due to his high degree of akhlaq and interesting personality.

He is a man of integrity.


Insha Allah !!

Shayari








Monday, 5 October 2015

Thursday, 1 October 2015

Not My Idea of India



http://www.ndtv.com/opinion/not-my-idea-of-india-1225025?pfrom=home-opinion

Not My Idea of India - By Rana Ayyub (NDTV)


Last month, I was reading Nathuram Godse's statement to the court in his defence of murdering Mahatma Gandhi. The statement published in the form of a book titled 'Why I killed Gandhi' had me in a state of shock with Godse's justification of his intolerance. I was convinced that men like him were a minority, that Godse was a lunatic and the thought that killed Gandhi would not be tolerated by a civilized India.

In one of the paragraphs, Godse goes on to say, "I firmly believed that the teachings of absolute 'ahimsa' as advocated by Gandhiji would ultimately result in the emasculation of the Hindu community, and thus make the community incapable of resisting the aggression or inroads of other communities, especially the Muslims. To counteract this evil, I resolved to enter public life and form a group of persons who held similar views". This was the thought that killed Gandhi and deepened the roots of religious polarization and communalism in Indiasix decades ago.

On 28th September, the brutal murder of 50-year-old Mohammad Ikhlaq in Dadri, in Greater Noida, by a lynch mob of 200 people on the suspicion that he consumed beef has proved once again that the thought that killed Gandhi is gaining momentum.

Ikhlaq, who worked as a carpenter barely 50 kms from Delhi, lived with his ageing mother, wife, younger son and daughter. His elder son, Sartaj, an Indian Air Force personnel is posted in Chennai. The idea of India that Ikhlaq's son Sartaj was trying to protect as an engineer in the Air Force betrayed him and his family earlier this week.

By killing his father, and leaving his brother in a critical condition, Sartaj's nationalism was rewarded in the most ghastly, unthinkable manner. The modus operandi used in the murder was no different than those used by radicals in the past. An announcement was made on a loudspeaker that a cow had been slaughtered and its carcass had been found near a transformer. The rumor later spread in the village with WhatsApp and other messaging tools, something that reminds us of the method used by extremists and bigots triggering the Muzaffarnagar riots in 2014. Within minutes of the announcement, the mob had killed Ikhlaque and severely injured his family. As if this act was not savage enough, government officials sent the meat found in the house to ascertain whether it was indeed beef - the suggestion being that if it indeed was beef, then the murder of two sons of India was justified.

Yes, this is the new India we are referring to where we talk of a revolution in technology, where our Prime Minister visits the Facebook headquarters and we get encouraging photo-ops from Silicon Valley.

This is the new India where the Prime Minister a day after the murder congratulates his Minister for Culture, Dr Mahesh Sharma, on his birthday on Twitter, the same minister who just this month famously pledged to cleanse Indian culture of Western influence. While the PM has every right to congratulate his ministers on their birthdays (birthday celebrations being a Western concept according to the Sangh Parivar), it was shocking that he had no word of condolence for the family of Sartaj, a patriot serving the country. He had no word of condemnation for those savages and murderers who had brought cultural cleansing into action.

This incident comes days after revelations that the Sanatan Sanstha, another outfit with members responsible for the murders of rationalists, had intended to kill senior journalist Nikhil Wagle. In the last two years, three rationalists have been killed, the last being less than a month ago.

There is something very numbing about this. As I write this, I have messages from my friends who tell me they are feeling helpless, friends who believed that this country is headed towards extreme intolerance and they see no future for liberal, peace-loving Indians.

If this message had arrived a week ago, I would have ended up convincing my friends to have faith in the idea of India, but since Tuesday evening, I am unable to identify with my country. Is this the same country which I refused to leave for higher education, for better job prospects, for fellowships by suggesting that I would get homesick within a week of having stayed away? Is this the same country I defended when my NRI friends would mock its backwardness and ask me to move out for my own sanity?

My father saw my tweets on the Sanatan Sanstha a week ago and asked me to stay silent. He is becoming increasingly anxious about the outcome of my views which most often are critical of the establishment unable to contain the increasing bigotry. My friends are asking me to delete certain Facebook posts and tweets which they think might get me in trouble. A friend suggested that the next time I felt like speaking truth, I should speak to her about it than making my views public. 'You never know Rana, anything is possible now' she suggested in a telecon last week.

Something very strange and disturbing is taking place in the country .

There is an increasing intolerance towards what a section of this country believes is against its ideology. There is a lynch mob waiting to label us and shred us to pieces should we wish to disagree with the norms set by them. Let us understand that the beef-eating rumor is not the reason why we should be worried, or even a beef ban in some states which takes away a fundamental right from us. At the crux is the reemergence of the thought that divided this country that killed the Mahatma more than 50 years ago.

The kind of thought we would mock our neighbouring country for on most occasions. As I write this, I am nauseous, pained, ashamed of being a part of this alleged India growth story. This is not the idea I grew up with and the new idea of India has shaken me to the core today.

India, my country, my motherland, why am I unable to recognize you anymore?